Well my fellow book lovers it's Valentine's Day and also a great day for loving books. It's also a day to share the love. This post has two different giveaways so make sure to enter both and have fun. It's the day of love. Let me serenade you with some music.
Not wooed yet? What if I give you this mug to put your coffee or tea in?
Still not yet? Okay how about this nifty bag to carry your books?
Now not yet. Well forget the mug and bag (if you click on the pictures you can to websites with cool bookish goodies).
As way to celebrate I'm going to be setting you up on a blind date. Yep you heard me a blind date....with a book. You won't know what book I'm going to be sending you but I can tell you that it will have a swoon worthy guy and of course this book will bring you some chocolate. Oh of course this book will have some swag....
It's no secret that I'm a total Rachel Harris Fangirl and so I'm going to share with you a excerpt from the third novel in the third Love & Games Series. Crazy in Love, keep in mind this is unedited so this may not be in the final version.
“Okay, roadie-man, we’re talking serious points here.” Damp tendrils stuck to Sherry’s flushed cheeks as she glanced back at the aerialist in flight. “I can’t believe your boss hooked us up like this. Either Blue respects the crap out of you, or he’s hella generous. Either way, this date freaking rocks!”
Tyler smiled, ignoring the stab of guilt that coincided with her praise. He’d tell her the truth eventually—he would. But was it a crime that he enjoyed this freedom so much? Yeah, so, he flubbed a few facts here and there. Claimed his big shot boss had hooked them up. Got the Eiffel Tower to open for lunch, and scored private lessons with Cirque du Soleil. But he hadn’t lied about anything important. Other than his career and hinting at his pay grade, he’d been completely himself, straight up.
Only more so.
Sherry’s energy was infectious. Her laughter and uncontained enthusiasm for life contagious. Music meant everything to Tyler, and nothing beat the rush of performing in front of a packed house—but spending the last eighteen hours with this woman, remembering how life used to be before the stress and pressure of expectation weighed him down, was a rush of its own.
“I take it you enjoyed your aerial stunt?”
Sherry’s face lit up in a smile, and he couldn’t help feeling smug. He put that there. Sure, as far as first dates go, this was extreme. They could’ve easily laid low, gone somewhere simple, but he’d wanted to spoil her. Growing up, money equaled tension. Struggle. Deprivation. Finally, he had a bank account that allowed him to be a little frivolous—and he enjoyed taking advantage of that.
Plus, the private dining room and secluded auditorium kept Tyler from being outed by his fans.
A look of near awe crossed Sherry’s face. “You know, I’ve always loved dance and gymnastics, but that…Tyler, holy crap!” She laughed again, and the musical sound was like oxygen to starving lungs. “We flew!”
She reached out and fisted his long-sleeved shirt in her hands, beaming up at him with complete gratitude. Not with undeserved adoration, or manufactured, starry-eyed lust, but with sincere pleasure, and pure feminine appreciation.
That expression was addictive.
It made him feel like he could do anything. Like he was invincible. Worthy. And at the same time, it nearly brought him to his knees. All the groupies in the world couldn’t replicate the satisfaction coursing through him at that moment, and suddenly, nothing mattered more, there was nothing he wanted more, than to kiss her.
To feel the lips that had held him captive since he caught her nibbling them in the green room.
To taste the mouth he’d denied himself last night.
Rachel Harris Bio:
Rachel Harris grew up in New Orleans, where she watched soap operas with her grandmother and stayed up late sneak reading her mama’s favorite romance novels. Now a Cajun cowgirl living in Houston, she still stays up way too late reading her favorite romances, only now, she can do so openly. She firmly believes life’s problems can be solved with a hot, powdered-sugar-coated beignet or a thick slice of king cake, and that screaming at strangers for cheap, plastic beads is acceptable behavior in certain situations.
When not typing furiously or flipping pages in an enthralling romance, she homeschools her two beautiful girls and watches reality television with her amazing husband.
I write YA, NA, and Adult Fun & Flirty Escapes. Taste The Heat is my adult romance debut, and I'm also the author of MY SUPER SWEET SIXTEENTH CENTURY and A TALE OF TWO CENTURIES, as well as a ton of other books to come. I love hearing from readers and dishing books!
Rachel and some of my other fav authors are making your V-Day right with a really awesome giveaway!!